fondant? FonDON'T!

I hate fondant with a passion from the very core of my being.

To me fondant is almost sacreligious. I mean, really. Cake is meant to be eaten and not just eaten and forgotten but eaten in a slow, savory, make-all-your-wrongs-right kind of way. For all of life's big occassions it seems cake it there to walk it with you. I've said it once and I'll say it again, I take my responsibility of picking an amazing cake for my wedding very seriously.

I have been scrolling through photo albums online for hours now today and am saddened by how many of the gorgeous cakes are fondant. Its almost like no one is even trying anymore with our old realiable friend- buttercream. In fact, while reading the fine print of one of the cakeries I was considering I saw that they will ONLY do fondant icing on the cakes that they make May-September. Instantly I had to mark them of my list. They aren't even trying to make a cake to taste good!!

I've ready countless "about us" sections today that talk up their cakes with "blah blah blah natural ingrediants" and "yadda yadda yadda organic crap" but to me, a cake is only as good as its icing and so I say passionately, although with a small smile on my face at the challange at hand!

Less than a Year

So we are now at the "less than a year" place. We still have plenty of time, but it is less than a year. I still don't have any stress associated with it but I am ready for our lifetime to start NOW.

So amid all the wedding planning going on right now there is that realization that there are more days after June 25, 2011 than there are before it. There seem to be a million conversations to have about what those days will look like...where will we live? How many people will we fill it with? Will we continue our current volunteer commitments- have less? -more? What Sunday school will we go to before?-after? So much to consider. So far, though, luckily, we have been on the same page with our big choices and even the serious, indepth talks have been relaxed and non issues. I remember back when it made me nervous to bring up things too far in the future because I didn't want to jump ahead of us, but now we're talking about the rest of our lives because they're about to start! It's an amazing feeling.

Today I hope to recheck my "to do" list and find something "wedding related" to work on. I mean, I gotta get busy, I've got less than a year...

Just Another Day In Paradise

One week until the engagement party and for now, at least, there's not much for me to plan. In the meantime, life goes on.

Got home yesterday from a long day at work and Gavin had beautiful flowers waiting for me with a sweet card to say he loves me. The thoughtfulness of his surprise put me in the best mood! It was a great way to start my weekend!

I decided to put the flowers on the window sill in my bedroom where they could get the most sunlight and as I did I noticed there was a black bug crawling up my wall. Super gross. Lucky for me, I have the worlds best bug smoosher that I could call to save me... but before he got in the room I noticed another one not far below the first bug. Oh, and a little to the left were two more. I started to freak out as I noticed there were about a dozen of these nasty critters crawling up my wall and ACROSS MY CEILING! I called my mom before marching over to the leasing office. Apparently the bugs are common in the complex and don't bite and they'll be out in two weeks to spray for them. In the mean time I'd have to spray myself- but of course, its not actually me spraying, its my knight and shinning armor spraying and trying not to laugh at my grossed-outted-ness.

I took Joe to my parents so it'd be safe to spray the stuff and picked up my moms golf clubs to go to a driving range with Gavin and his brother. We had papers that we had to drop off in Southlake and were running over an hour behind on that and decided to drive through Whataburger on our way. Unforunately at Whataburger Gavin's car overheated and we ended up having to take his car to a shop for the night. Fortunately, there was some traffic which gave Gavin and I time to enjoy our Whataburger in the car shop's parking lot until my dad picked us up.

Later we hit golf balls with his brother before calling it a night. Gavin did a touch up of my room for me so that I could feel good about sleeping in my apartment. Luckily, there were no bugs left when I crawled into bed and my flowers still looked amazing even without the sun coming in.

All and all it was a pretty good regular ol' day.